She's surprised by the hug - of all the things she expected, this definitely wasn't it. But still, she wraps her arms around him, for the second it lasts, hands spread wide over his back. A soft smile breaks over her face, but she schools her features into neutrality when he pulls back, not wanting to embarrass him when she feels like he's already there.

Her hands are slower to fall off of him, lingering for a second before he stands, but at his question, Claire smiles, and shakes her head.

"No. Walk you to your bed. I can go downstairs by myself, Frank."

And he can put himself to bed himself, but Claire is a nurse, and she'll make sure he's lying down and at least trying for a hot minute before she leaves him be.